MY SCHOOLING IN BHUBANESWAR

I studied and lived in bbsr till i was in class eighth. There i had some of the most interesting and unforgettable incidences of my life. Tryin to pendown some of them as a tribute to my friend(specially Harsh who motivated me to do so)……..

Our class was a mixture of both oriya and non-oriya students with the latter being in majority. So we all interacted in hindi. All the students were unique in themselves. First of all let me tell u bout Harsh… He is very intelligent but even more lazy. And in school we rarely talked to each other. We mostly talked when we visited each other’s place and we used to tell each other about all the secrets we knew… Well once he was palying football and he fell into a puddle and spoiled all his clothes and he was so afraid of going back home that i had to accompany him and tell his mother that it wasn’t his fault some idiot pushed him……

Well my best friend were Sonali and Varsha. And we used to fight all day long. We could fight on the silliest topic possible but still we couldnt stay without each other even for a while. I had some other very good friends as well silbha,sushreeta,soumya,sonali rout etc etc…….. 

I remember once there was a fight between girls and boys. and the boys wrote a letter addressed to the girls which said we should not fight like india and pakistan and we should have a settlement. And we actually had one. 

Our class teacher Satyanarayan sir was a lill amnesic. He was very bad at remembering names and his stories were very awesome. He was suffering from hair loss and tried every shampoo and he described them as 

1. clinic plus: the hair loss becomes plus
2. Clinic all clear: the hair becomes all clear
3. Head and shoulders: your hair come down from your head to your shoulders etc etc…

but he left the school midway and then dilip sir became our teacher and he couldnt pronounce any word in english language correctly.. so we all had a gala time listenin him. He really redefined english…..

Our hindi teacher Daisy ma’am well what to tell bout her when she walked it seemed as if we were havin an earthquake. 

she started her sentence with a lot of energy but never completed it(it seemed she lost all her energy midway)…

our music teacher Mr Poorna Chandra Swain what to tell bout him we kept guessin whether he was mr or miss….

ah there’s a lot more to be shared but i’ll do that later……………..